Listening to Zhao Feng's words.
Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh.
"You have such grand ideas."
"You want me to handle state affairs, leaving everything to me and Qi'er." Ying Zheng laughed and teased.
"Let those who are capable work harder."
"Father."
"From now on, you can deal with the affairs of the court well for me." Zhao Feng said with a smile.
"Alright."
Ying Zheng chuckled, then looked seriously at Zhao Feng: "Although you might not care for this mortal throne with your current abilities, as your father, I have only one thing to say about this position..."
Ying Zheng pointed to the place of the throne.
"If one day you want it, I can give it to you anytime." Ying Zheng said again.
Zhao Feng smiled and nodded.
Then.
Zhao Feng said: "Father, relax completely, I will pass on a cultivation technique to you, to help you embark on the path of martial arts."
"Alright."
Ying Zheng immediately nodded.
